Left Out

Je ne me sens pas exclue

C'est presque l 'heure du jeu

Le documentaire trois est en bouche

Game's back (Gangsta Grizzillz)

Nigga, fuck your cookout, fuck your cousin

Nigga, fuck your dressin', fuck your stuffin'

Nigga, brace yourself, the Russians comin'

Turn the oven on 450 and bust your muffin'

Nigga, fuck your album, we don't wanna hear it

I'm speakin' in tongues, I got the spirit

I'm flyin' Spirit, I'm good like that (Gangsta)

I'm landin' in Haiti, I'm hood like that

I wake up daily just tryna die

Only discomfort with it is seein' my mama cry

If my mama cries, homicide

And if my kids see that, they traumatized

Just had a new son, push him back in

'Cause I don't want him to pay for my sins

The West on fire, I smell the burnt skin

The Daytons will spin again

I ain't feelin' left out, nigga

I ain't feelin' left out

I ain't feelin' left out, nigga

I ain't feelin' left out (Gangsta Grizzillz)

I ain't feelin' left out

Nigga, fuck you, nigga, who said you him?

Fuck both you niggas, now nobody wins

You followin' trends, I'm goin' with the wind

I don't wanna hang with you niggas, my arm in the rim

And what's a Vince Carter to Kobe, nigga?

Even after I dodge, you can't hold me, nigga

Stop callin' me bro, we ain't homies, nigga

And if you live on the coast, you owe me, nigga

For all the things I showed you niggas

You ain't Tyrese, you Jody, nigga

All that snoopin' around, must be the veggies

I'm the only one pistol-whippin' legends

Already pulled the trigger when I said it

'Cause I just mixed the liquor with Excedrin, uh

Hop in the car with mic conception

Kill him with my leg spin, mm

I ain't feelin' left out, nigga

I ain't feelin' left out

I ain't feelin' left out, nigga

I ain't feelin' left out (Gangsta Grizzillz)

I ain't feelin' left out

The king of the west (yes, uh-huh)

The king of the west (yes, uh-huh)

The king of the west (yes, uh-huh)

The king of the west (yes)

I ain't feelin' left out